My Wife Is Secretly Dark

After that, on the way to the mall, Qi Jing didn't speak any more, and Xia Yunshu didn't speak again.

Her operation was a bit fierce, and she had to give him some time to digest it.

After arriving at the mall to park the car, Xia Yunshu got off the car with her mobile phone without carrying her schoolbag.

Qi Jing dressed up in a white shirt and got out of the car to wait for her: "Let's go."

He was slender, standing there with one hand in his pocket and looking at her with deep eyes, he looked very charming.

Xia Yunshu narrowed his eyes, smiled sweetly, and directly took his arm.

Qi Jing glanced at the arm she was holding, and said nothing.

Step forward.

He didn't ask her what style of clothes she wanted to buy, and he knew her style of dressing after spending so much time together.

She was not familiar with shopping malls, so she took her there directly.

Although he is also the first time to visit a mall.

Zi Lai’s clothes are all custom-made, and the finished clothes will be delivered directly to Jinyuan.

The two took the elevator to the women's clothing area on the third floor.

As soon as they walked into a store, they were seen on the corridor.

But only see the back.

"Yun Fei, what are you looking at? Did you meet an acquaintance?"

The boy who was helping with things next looked at the girl's sight, only to see people shopping in twos and threes, but no familiar faces.

The girl’s bag is also carried by the boy, so it looks like it should be a boyfriend’s friend.

Withdrawing her gaze, the girl frowned slightly: "It should be a mistake. How could that person come to the mall."

"That person? Who?"

"You don't know you either. Let's go, accompany me to eat something, and after eating to support the new movie of Feiran. Feiran used to make TV series, this is the first movie she participated in. As a good friend, I have to support whatever you say."

Slightly imperative.

It can be seen that girls are stronger than boys.

"Since you are going to support a brilliant movie, you can book a show and invite friends to watch it together. Isn't it a better way to show your sincerity? If you don't have a friend to call, I can call my friend. You know, I have a lot of friends ."

"Private the venue? I spend 5 million in pocket money every month. In addition to shopping for the things I like, I also need to support you. Do I have a spare wallet?"

Seeing her angry, the boy hurriedly apologized and calmed down: "I'm sorry, baby, when I make money for the role in the interview, I will support you in exchange."

"It’s best to take it seriously. I have been a child and have no worries about food and clothing. I have not looked for a job for one year after graduating from university. My family gives me 5 million pocket money every month to support me. Life is not as good as it is now. I'm going to talk about it. I will get married in the future and my family will be up to you. I want me to go to work and make money, but there is no way!"

"Of course, I don't have time to hurt you, so why would I be willing to let you go to work. Now you work harder, and when my career is successful, I will marry you, then I will spoil you as the happiest little princess in the world." "

After entering the store, there was nothing Xia Yunshu liked, so he took Qi Jing out with a casual glance.

Yes, holding, not holding the arm just now.

After entering the store, a waiter came to receive him, and she let go of his arm and looked at it casually.

If there is no suitable meeting, there is no stay.

When leaving the shop, he naturally held Qi Jing.

Walking out of the store, I happened to hear a conversation between a couple.

I didn't see the front face of the couple, only the back.

She got goosebumps when the boys said.

She didn't need to look more, she knew that he must be a scumbag.

She thought so, and said to Qi Jing like this: "Brother, have you heard their conversation? That man looks like a scumbag who cheats money."

Qi Jing was still staring at the hand that was suddenly held by her, and when she heard her words, his face was twitched slightly, and the other free hand was raised, and she affectionately scratched the tip of her nose: "Who taught you this? Yes? Little children don’t learn these messy things."